Chapter 2263

In a flash, two days passed, and it was Jonah's birthday.

Last night, Solana City had its first snowfall of the winter. That day, a thin blanket of white clung to the branches outside the window like newly bloomed lilacs, creating a serene and romantic atmosphere.

'Dr. Lovelace, the white roses you ordered have arrived."

Julien was in the midst of studying Jasper's medical records and scans when he saw a nurse standing before him with a huge bouquet of white roses. Only then did he realize that it was time to get off work.

'Thank you. Just leave it on the tea table."

He smiled so brightly that the smile reached his eyes. His face looked far more captivating than the snowy scene out the window.

The young nurse looked at Julien, blushing. Out of curiosity, she couldn't help but ask, "Dr. Lovelace, the roses you bought are beautiful. Who are you giving them to?"

Julien stretched his back. His eyes twinkled brightly as a flush of pink came across his cheeks. "It's for my lover. It's his birthday today."

Excitement came across the nurse's face. "Is it Mr. Jonah?"

"Who else could it be?" With a smitten smile on his face, Julien answered frankly and openly. He didn't try to hide anything.

eye and his treasure.

Low profile?

love of his life. He was certainly not going to

nurse cupped her chubby cheeks

that she was bouncing off the walls. 'Dr. Lovelace, you and Mr.

and pulled out the birthday present he had prepared. It was a branded

his fingers gently across the refined box packaging. With tenderness overflowing from his eyes, he said, "Thank you. We

and cradling the bouquet of roses in his arms, Julien hurriedly made his way to the basement

roared to life without warning, shattering the icy silence. A blinding flash of light followed, momentarily blinding him as he instinctively raised an arm to protect his

split second, a black vehicle lunged at him, roaring toward him like a

panicked, wanting to jump out of the way, but it

slipped from his arms,

the car screeched to a halt

beading on his forehead. Once the initial shock subsided,

the black car swung open, and a man in dark attire stepped out. He had a well-sculpted face and an air of menace that followed him as he walked toward

Julien stuttered. He stared fixedly at this man who looked

a white rose petal. He

the bouquet. With icy eyes, he glanced at the delicate handwriting

you are the most precious. Like an

a joke. More than that, it's

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